Wang Zeng had long expected that Hu Zheng would have such a reaction. He was in Taozhou and was surprised when he heard it.
"Eight hundred and eighty households in six villages have agreed, and there are dozens more who are unwilling, but in comparison, it is nothing."
Wang Zeng even thought about doing some tricks to bribe some people to cause some trouble, but in fact, this matter was done voluntarily by the farmers, and it was difficult to sway the minds of those farmers.
After hearing this, Hu Zheng still felt that there was something fishy in this.
Wang Zeng continued: "Because the immigrants from several villages previously made some money with Fengxia Village, and the money was used to make farm tools. With farm tools in hand, farming will naturally be easier. Fengxia Village has set rules and is willing to farm together.
, you can use those farm tools.”
Wang Zeng drew a picture of the farm tools in Fengxia Village and handed them to Hu Zheng.
Hu Zheng frowned, obviously dissatisfied: "Can't you just bring over one of the farm tools they made?"
Wang Zeng's face was still full of flattering smile: "It's not that the slaves don't want to, but they are just afraid of arousing others. The farm tools they made have strange marks on them. Each farm tool has a different mark, and the farm tools with different marks are all made by
If there are different people in charge, if something goes wrong, it will be discovered immediately.”
"The people sent by the slave really didn't find anything strange, otherwise they would have taken risks to deliver the things."
Wang Zeng's people were stationed in the East Village of Fengxia Village, and they happened to have the opportunity to check the farm tools. The man was a carpenter. He checked them over several times and made sure that there was no problem. In this case, it was not good to lose manpower to do it.
A useless thing.
Hu Zheng looked at the paper in his hand. Some of the farm tools made in Fengxia Village looked very strange. They were not the ones they usually used. However, they were so big that they looked like they could not be used by humans at least.
Hu Zhengdao: "They have livestock?"
Wang Zeng said: "They don't have it, but there is it on the stockade, and they borrow livestock from the stockade to use it."
With these two items, farmers are tempted.
Wang Zeng continued: "The Taozhou Government Office also promised to reduce or exempt farm rent and taxes for three years for farmers who farm together."
When Hu Zheng heard this, he raised his eyes: "The imperial court ordered that the land tax be reduced for one year for the relocated people. How come it became three years for Zhao Jingyun?"
Wang Zeng said: "The imperial court's exemption documents entered the Taozhou Yamen Office today, so you don't know about it yet."
Hu Zheng ordered: "Speak carefully."
Wang Zeng said: "Zhao Jingyun borrowed the practice of the previous emperor and submitted a memorial to the Ministry of Revenue, asking for a large area of land reclamation, and the court would reward him separately. The adults in the Ministry of Revenue probably felt that it was not easy to open up large areas of land in a place like Taozhou, so they
The discount was approved. As long as each household cultivates the number of acres assigned by the government office and cultivates more than 100 acres, the land tax will be reduced for three years."
Normally, this kind of government order is prepared for the wealthy gentry, who can do something to make profits from it. The officials and gentry collude to treat fertile land as wasteland, or conceal the number of acres of wasteland cultivated, and then rent the land with reduced land tax to farmers.
, anyway, they have plenty of means, and there are huge interests behind this.
Now Zhao Jingyun has really used it on the fields.
Now that the Ministry of Household Affairs has given the document, Wang Zeng guessed that Zhao Jingyun would also ask for farm tools and seeds.
Half a month ago, Zhao Jingyun dragged Xie Chen to him and asked him for manpower, money and food. A civil servant patted his belly and said, "Please forgive me, brother. Now I have a lot of mouth, a big belly, and I am very hungry!"
For Xie Chen's sake, Wang Zeng could only give it to a hundred people with a smile. He couldn't refuse. He was afraid that Zhao Jingyun would keep Xie Chen with him. If there was anything wrong with him, the censor would not be allowed to go there.
Memorial?
Now these hundred are sent to help survey the land.
Zhao Jingyun is such a shameless person. Even Wang Zeng, who came from a brothel, feels that he is not as good as Zhao Jingyun because he is uneducated. If he wants it, he has to rob and scheme. Zhao Jingyun has read a lot and can speak in a high-sounding way.
Go cheat.
Just watch, just watch, maybe Zhao Jingyun can do something else.
If Zhao Jingyun is not extremely smart, then there is someone smarter behind him.
It's a pity that such a person cannot be used by him, otherwise he would definitely provide for him well.
Wang Zeng had already made up his mind. After he captured Taozhou, he would persuade Zhao Jingyun to avenge the death of King Yu. Maybe Zhao Jingyun would become his right-hand man.
Hu Zheng was also thinking carefully. Zhao Jingyun first punished Li Zheng and then asked for rewards for the farmers. It seemed that they were all for Taozhou's farming. There was really no fault in punishing him.
"There is another troublesome matter," Hu Zhengdao said. "The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty is about to take office. The imperial court has approved his Taozhou general trial. The documents will arrive soon."
When it comes to the number one scholar in the Song Dynasty, Wang Zeng is even more envious.
The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty was different from others. He kept his poems and books aside and did not write any articles. He led others to toss in the wasteland all day long.
It's really strange. Why did these people change after they arrived in Taozhou?
It seems that it is based on Wang Zeng's wishes. Taozhou will come to whatever he lacks. Whether it is Zhao Jingyun, Song Zhuangyuan, or the farmers who open up wasteland, the crops grown in the fields are all what he has in mind, so
He must have this place in Taozhou.
Hu Zheng put his hands into his sleeves and sat upright. Seeing this, Wang Zeng arched his waist again.
"Wang Zeng, with your background, did you expect to become an official?"
Wang Zeng was about to speak, but Hu Zheng stretched out his hand to stop him: "I don't know how many people envy you for meeting Mingzhu. But now you have another opportunity in front of you. As long as you help stabilize Taozhou, the Feng family will help your mother."
Arrange a good background."
Wang Zeng lowered his head deeply: "I am willing to die for the Queen Mother."
After speaking, Wang Zeng continued: "However, if the number one scholar in Song Dynasty becomes the general judge of Taozhou, I am afraid that the troops under my command are not enough to deal with it, because there is also the Qin family in Minzhou. At that time, the general judge Qin helped Zhao Jingyun to get it."
After leaving Sunji, the two of us have been in private contact for a long time."
Hu Zheng had thought of this before he came. It should be said that the Queen Mother had thought of it.
Hu Zhengdao: "Taozhou rebelled and killed many people. The Ministry of War will add additional troops. These people will pass by Guzang Fort first. How many you can pick out depends on your ability."
The best ones were picked out, and the rest were given to the champion of Song Dynasty. Wang Zeng was extremely happy when he heard that the champion of Song Dynasty could read and measure land, but he was naturally inferior to him in fighting and killing people.
Even though he knew that good soldiers had been retained by him, the Ministry of War did everything perfectly and couldn't find any evidence. Song Zhuangyuan had no choice.
Wang Zeng relied on the Feng family and wanted this.
Wang Zeng continued: "Food and grass."
"The amount of food and grass distributed to you by the Ministry of Revenue this year is in excess."
Excess means more than what is on the court's books. If it exceeds the quota, Taozhou will not have enough.
Wang Zeng said again: "Thank you, the Queen Mother, for your grace."
"There is only one thing," Hu Zheng warned. "This time we have to clear out the village. We can no longer have those vassals of unknown origin on our land in Daqi, lest they secretly liaise with Tubo."
Wang Zeng's eyes flickered. The Feng family had even thought of an excuse for him. It must be an affair with Tibet.
Wang Zeng said: "When the weather is warm, the Tibetan side will become more active. Today's Zanpu in Tubo is not young. The eldest son and second son of the old Zanpu are trying their best to make contributions and strengthen their own power. There must be one of these two people.
Collusion with Zhaizi."
With this premise, shouldn't it be up to him to deal with Taozhou as he pleases?
Hu Zhengdao said: "Be careful before taking action. Don't let the people like the Grand Master seize the handle." Now the court is making a fuss about Taozhou, so it is natural to let it go until everyone can take their eyes away from Taozhou.
, come and clean up Taozhou.
Wang Zeng also had to wait for grain, grass, soldiers and horses, and he couldn't let Taozhou miss the spring plowing, otherwise it would be useless for him to want the land.
Hu Zheng stood up and was about to leave, but turned around again when he reached the door: "Taozhou has changed too much, I hope you won't change."
Wang Zeng said: "I have remembered it, don't worry!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly exploded in the sky, and a flash of fire seemed to be seen in the rain curtain, but it soon dimmed.
Hu Zheng looked at the direction where the thunder exploded: "Taozhou is really...even the thunder is weird."
…
Stockade.
After a "thunder" exploded, Mr. Song was pushed into the puddle by Shi Ping. The muddy water was lifted up and fell on everyone.
After a while, Zhao Xueyi and Shi Ping raised their heads and looked at the big pit not far away.
Old Mrs. Yang, who was hiding further away, stretched out her hand to wipe the rain off her face. Has Old Man Song recovered recently? Why is his behavior becoming more and more unruly? He is so old, so I don’t know.